Retirement

The sands of life are changing, shifting as I age.

New opportunities are open as others begin to fade.

In one door, out another, as I trail out to sea

Searching for travel adventures seeking out those that love me.

Like summer  - days are getting shorter

My horizon is in view.

The sun is in its zenith, my life has a new and different hue.

Yes the sands of life are changing, my grandchildren gather round

I reach my arms wide open letting go of what I have lost, embracing what I’ve found

The sun is in its zenith, the moon’s face growing near

Heaven is but a hands breath as the sands shift into a slower, simpler gear.

Cindy Ladage